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>I wrote you something special, TheFireStillBurns7:
Inside the endless flame, your arms cradle me from within...
the flames are not burning, but they handle with utmost care.
Your whispers crackle with fire, so soothing,
A gentle ness that could never burn
Your light never falters, which enlightens me.
It is always hot, but never hurting....
Only warm.
To the touch,
A gentleness in the whispy smoke that encircles us so,
in a graceful dance of life and love.
The flames swirl around me,
Almost protectively, and with pride.
What is this, I wonder?
The feeling within...
This warmth I feel, is it you?
Is it... love?
It's heat.
Never burning.
Your love never burns.
 Spiritua 16 · Wed May 23, 2007 @ 08:43pm · 0 Comments |
